Of being pour with no ambitions, house the size of a kitchen.
I'll be game relatedgot me strivin' for a million
And you believe when a rapper wan' be one
Go back to where you came from- yes, i mean the kitchen
I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one
Ya nothing but a bitch, step outside of the kitchen
And this from a person that never believed in religion
I left him in the room, proceeded to the kitchen.
Make meals in hell’s kitchen with these dishes
Cause my thing something vicious
And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead
Bought a new house, kitchen & bed!
I'm something out of place like a women not in the kitchen
See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun
They tell quit your bitching and get back to the kitchen,
You just working with the scraps you was given
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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